Vato Muerto Lyrics

Yo Lovato!!
Come Out to Play!!
What Happened?
Tell me what happened?
Where did you go?

Con Artist, Coward, Pussy Bitch
Faggot Piece of Shit
Hick witta Bent Dick
Rich Prick, Sucka Fish
Jizz on your lips, Bitch
Split yo lips with bricks, Trick
Stick you in your ribs witta shiv
Rip and twist it
Kick you in a ditch with your kids
Matching Slits
While Samantha licks a sick dick
Busting on her Biscuit
Gut her like a fish quick
You should quit the business
YOU JUST FUCKED THE GAME
AND GOT YOUR NAME UPON A SHIT LIST

YO LOVATO
YO VATO
ESTAS MUERTO
VATO MUERTO

You wanted fame right?!
"Straight to the TOP" right?!
I'll make you famous when I string you from a stop light!
You should have thought it through!
You never had a clue!
Ain't no telling what we'll do!
Once we get ahold of you!

You're so mother fucking lame
If it wasn't for this song
No one would ever know your name
You some fame chasing fakes
Placing stakes on the insane
But you never calculated
we'd be back to make you pay
Now your brain's on the contract
Bitch, you picked the Wrong Cats
We'll murder your whole family and brag about it on Blast
Hick Hack get slapped
get your fucking shit packed
Dick your dead bodies on the mother fucking diss track